
Ahhh.. the 1980s. I was still rocking fraggle rock under-roos (no homo) back then, but my aunts and uncles were choking back rails of that old Tony Montana to the sweet sounds of the great moogly Moog. Time may have turned a blind eye to this short-lived period in music. To many, the only thing great about these gems is the self-enjoyment of seething irony that ruminates the core of one's retro fueled, Vice Magazine reading, hipster mind. Yes, to many, the synth is nothing more than ironic throwback elevator music. To the JumpTheTurnstyle faithful, [...]